No one understands a daughter better than her father.
Abigail Hemsworth didn't say a word, and Rocky Hemsworth didn't expect to hear any other answer from her.
He studied Abigail for a while before slowly saying, "When school starts again, you'll be a senior, and that boy will be a sophomore in college, won't he?"
"Yes."
Just one more year, being a senior is not something you can skip ahead in.
No matter how hard you try, you can only shorten the gap by one year.
At least there are still two years of college time to spend together.
"After all, he's a boy; he shouldn't be doing nothing all summer."
Abigail didn't understand what Rocky Hemsworth meant for a moment and looked up at him with some confusion.
"Doing nothing?"
"He will have a lot of responsibilities in the future, and he's not young anymore. He must learn to run the company."
Abigail paused for a moment, her eyes shifting, gradually tinged with a faint smile.
"Then I want to learn too."
